It was a typical black cocktail dress with a plunging neckline. He looked at her legs. If he didn’t know better, he thought the dress was more like ... miniskirt. “It looks good. Bet it cost a lot.” She had been staring at the very big tent in the front of his shorts. She snapped back to reality when she heard her brother’s voice. “I picked it up on sale.” “It looks good.” His eyes went up and down the dress until his gaze settled on her bust line. “The no-bra look will. I could feel his talented cock spasm as his semen hit my cervix. I climaxed again when I felt him cum. Frank withdrew his tool from me. I went to stand up but I heard a firm voice behind me, "Don't move, please." it was Sabrina. I then felt a wet tongue licking Frank's sperm out of my cunt hole. I looked between my legs and saw the Asian woman Kyra, naked except a leash around her neck, eating frank's cum from my slick hole. I felt another rush of orgasm rip through me when Sabrina told me it. They were ostracized by most of the other kids, especially the jocks, including me. She looked normal now, but all I will always remember her by is pink streaked hair, black lipstick, and dark eye makeup. The funny thing about the Goths, is that you could never tell if they were into drugs, sexual deviations, or witchcraft. As far as Jody was concerned, it was probably none of those, but you always believed the most outrageous. The nameplate of her desk read "J. Mitchell." so I assumed she. He told me he wanted to see the rest of me and I stripped off my panties and bra for him. I was ashamed of myself for what I was doing, exposing myself to a man like that. But I was no longer wavering. My nipples were standing up on my chest and my clit was swollen. I felt a slickness between my legs. I submitted myself to him unthinkingly. He kissed me again, holding my naked body close and shoving his tongue in my mouth. He backed me onto the table and pulled my legs apart. He openly admired.